Then Nature shaped a poet's heart — a lyre
From out whose chords the lightest breeze that blows
Drew trembling music.


Chopin, IV

Emma Lazarus Quotes

Then Nature shaped a poet's heart — a lyre From out whose chords the lightest breeze that blows Drew trembling music.

Then Nature shaped a poet's heart — a lyre From out whose chords the lightest breeze that blows Drew trembling music.

Then Nature shaped a poet's heart — a lyre From out whose chords the lightest breeze that blows Drew trembling music.

Then Nature shaped a poet's heart — a lyre From out whose chords the lightest breeze that blows Drew trembling music.